You know it’s you.
Who else I would talk about, now, at this hour?
The illusion could have been an option, just some seconds before. But now,
It’s you.
Yes, it’s you, definitely.
After that sacred ritual, how I kissed your arms, that day?
How I looked deep into your eyes?
It’s all making sense now!
Amidst the naked lust,
It was sparkle of your eyes.
Hallucination, I thought!
So, it’s definitely you.
Trust me, don’t you?
It’s not the chemicals talking.
Some taxi beeps,
peeep peeeep!
And there went the money!
There’s your door.
I had to run, fast!
Because,
Today, I will just talk.
